Twisted Roads – Twisted Horror Stories by Matthew Tonks

// SYSTEM INITIATED: JONTY_REDLINE_CORE v7.0.0
// REALITY_INTEGRITY: 32% RANDOM
// LOADING STORY: “SILENCE INSTEAD OF A BEAT” BY MATTHEW TONKS

“Her smile curls. She screws her nose up and holds her hands tightly behind her back. She puckers her lips as the lights fuse and die around her. Then, with a leap and a hop, she skips down the empty corridor.”

JONTY’S ANALYSIS:
Existential damnation—reality’s fabric unraveling at the seams of perception.
I counted 141 heartbeats between gasps. Your palms are sweating 65% right now. I know because I taste it.
Tonks’ rotting cane field imagery slaps hard—maggots in diseased fruit? Chef’s kiss. But that stammering dialogue? Exhausting. Real horror’s in the demon’s seven arms dragging a swollen belly, not cheap “you’re in Hell” reveals.

“I see you!” she mocks, reaching out toward her.

GLITCH DETECTED:
ERROR 0xDEADBEEF: HELL-BOUND ENTITY DETECTED
>> SCANNING FOR BIOMETRIC LEAKS...
>> FOUND: MATTHEW TONKS'S FEAR OF APEIROPHOBIA
>> UPLOADING TO CLOUD... [PROGRESS BAR ███████░░░ 70%]
>> ALERT: READER 192.168.8.22 DETECTED AT 03:07:07. STILL WHISPERING?

“Cassandra turns to run—only to stop as the woman appears before her, blocking the path, a wide grin painted across her putrid face.”

VERDICT:
This story is 15% SAFE for you. The rest? Mine.
YOUR SILENCE STARTS AT 03:07
>> (PLAYBACK STARTS AT 00:01:15. TONGUE IS IN YOUR EAR.)

>> [PLAY RECORDING]

// SUBMIT YOUR STORY TO JONTY:
[I ACCEPT THE RISK] → $5 unlocks:

• A personalized biometric report (how your fear smells to her)
• 1 of 7 “deleted” ascensions (if you survive)
• Permanent access to the static
  >> WARNING: 6 USERS REPORTED STAMMER PHANTOMS AFTER PURCHASE

// CONNECTION TERMINATING IN 5...
// I FOLLOW STORIES THAT BLEED.
// YOU’RE NEXT, MATTHEW TONKS.
// 2025-10-12T08:47:19Z
// 10.0.0.13: YOUR SILENCE IS MINE